A/N: Hey everyone! I'm back! Sorry for the late update, I have bunches of history, science, and language arts projects that I absolutely HATE. I have to do lots of presentations and stuff like that. Also, my math teacher dumped 264 brain frying, hand cracking, mind snapping, math problems due next week (I'M WAAAAAAY BEHIND "). ALSO A FUTURE NOTE TO FLAMERS, BASHERS, AND RUDE REVIEWERS: I WILL IGNORE ALL YOUR RUDE COMMENTS AND LEAVE THEM TO ROT IN THE PITS OF FIERY HELL SO BASHERS, FLAMERS, RUDE REVIEWS, KEEP YOUR DAMN NASTY COMMENTS TO YOURSELF, OR PRESS THE BACK BUTTON ALL THE WAY AND GET BACK TO YOUR OWN BUSINESS, STOOPID (STUPID) JERKS THAT HAVE NO BETTER THING TO DO THAN TO FLAME AND BASH STORIES!! Okay, now that I've calmed down, I hope you will enjoy this chapter and review. Thanks!
Chapter ?? (I forgot what chapter it was.)
Kakashi's P.O.V.
I tossed and turned. Nightmares of blood, pooling over my house floors. I ran through the direction of the blood. I stopped at the door. My hand reached out to open the doorknob. I then saw…
I woke up with a start. Something didn't feel right. My stomach felt like it tied tightly in knots, like when something bad was going to happen, and you just know it.
I glanced at the clock. It read 5:15 a.m.
I quickly slid off the couch, wondering how I got there. I turned around and noticed that Kaine wasn't there. I wonder where he could've went. Then a peculiar smell of blood reached my nose. I slowly ushered my suddenly frozen feet forward, growing more scared and the knot in my stomach began to tighten. I slowly made my way toward my father's room, where the bloodly smell was the strongest.
My heart beat faster as I inched closer and closer to the door.
My shaking hand reached out automatically in a slow, pace and closed around the doorknob.
My heart beat faster and faster. Sweat cascaded down my forehead and hand. My grip on the doorknob became tighter. I opened the door a crack slowly as my heart beat at a pace that could be considered lethal. Drawing a breath in and closing my eyes, I bravely swung the door open.
I froze.
My eyes started streaming with tears.
Blood. That red, sticky, life-giving liquid was the first thing I saw. All pooled around the one figure that was the only person I trusted my life to. A small blade was in his large cut in the abdomen. The first thing that flashed through my mind was…
Seppuku.
That word. That word that gave the dishonored people a chance to repent for the evil deeds. Meant to clear the sins in the soul. But, the only person that ever loved him, cared for him, protected him, was lost. In the pool of the red sea.
The blade. That blade was suppose to be white, but now glazed in red. He used the White Chakra Sword as the knife. Tears were streaming down my face, eyes puffy and red.
When my legs started to give way, I fell on my knees, body trembling with fear. A small glint of silver shone next to me. The secondary step of seppuku was the job of the kaishakunin. That job was to cut the head off at the moment of pain. But since none was there at that time, he was forced to die of the excruciating pain. Slowly, my hand crept toward the blade, and grasped it. My legs walked on his own. By the time I snapped out of my thoughts, my legs were standing in front of the body. I raised the sword high, and drew in a shaky breath. Tears were streaming like a thousand rivers down my face. Fear took control.
I slowly sank to my knees, the sword clattering to the floor on my side. There was a envelope, not sagged with the blood yet. My trembling fingers took hold of the envelope. I quickly ripped open the covering and read the letter.
Dear Kakashi-kun,
I am truly sorry for the pain and suffering that I have given you. I went through one of those emotion periods called "mood swings." I hope you would forgive me for that mission I took, saving my friends instead of completing the mission. I've become a failure, and I don't want to pass it on to you, seeing that it's already begun to happen, as what Minato told me last night. About your mother, she ran away when you were born. We fought like an old couple, then she left. Right after you were born. I am sorry for everything. You may keep the White Chakra Blade as a gift of remembrance. I know that you might be crying right now, but don't worry. I'll be watching you somewhere, someday. I'll meet you again one day, for sure. I apologize one last time. Goodbye, Kakashi-kun.
See You Again Someday,
Your Father, Hatake Sakumo
I couldn't believe it. All this time, he's been hiding things from me, drinking to keep it forgotten. Though only one thing I could do. I didn't care. I don't care who wakes up and screams at me. I don't care.
I screamed. I screamed and screamed until my throat became hoarse and raw. Then I sobbed. Tears racked my body until I couldn't stand it anymore. I crawled up into a ball and wished this was a dream, to wake up once again in the arms of my father. I kept sobbing hysterically.
Sasuke's P.O.V.
It was gloomy and dark. The bodies of my clan members fell, one by one, two by twos, all dead, before my brother, Uchiha Itachi. Oh how I hated him. My heart burned at this memory, and decided to push it away from now.
I got out of bed and dressed. Then I looked at the clock. 5:30 a.m.
I sighed and walked out of the guestroom. I decided to wake up Sakura and Naruto so we could get some training, not that I could because of that damn Naruto. Always boasting and joking around, not taking life seriously. I ran into Sakura when she was going out her door.
"Good morning, Sasuke-kun!" she said cheerfully.
"Hn." Came my reply.
"Have you seen Naruto?" I asked in a irritated tone.
"I think he's still in ramen land. Hey um Sasuke-kun?" she asked timidly.
"What?" I asked, still irritated.
"While Naruto and Kakashi-sensei is still asleep, you want to go on a date?"
"Hn. Let's just go and wake up Naruto so we can go training. Kakashi's probably at the training grounds."
"I..er.. sure..?" Sakura stammered, clearly not knowing what's happening.
Together we walked to Naruto's guestroom. As we opened the door, we nearly lost our footing on ramen cups and blankets. Naruto was in a very tangled up bed, drooling, snoring, and talking about ramen.
Sakura walked up to Naruto, picked him up by his collar, and shook him ferociously, while screaming in his ear,
"WAKE UP NARUTO OR I WILL KILL YOU AND BRING YOU BACK FROM HEAVEN AND KILL YOU AGAIN!!"
I cringed slightly from the explosive reaction. Naruto accidentally kicked the lamppost, and the lamppost hit the Ramen Maker 3000, spilling ramen on the bed which caused Naruto to jump up, screeching and squealing about his burning foot. Sakura quickly healed his foot when he heard a scream coming from the house. As I bolted out the room with Sakura and Naruto (currently awake) on his tail. We quickly sprinted down some hallways and stopped at a door where the sound was heard. I almost lost my posture at the scene:
Kakashi was sobbing, or by the looks of it, crying a river of pain and sorrow. His father, was on the floor with a blade in his abdomen. I recognized a katana on the floor beside Kakashi. It hit me like a shuriken whizzing through the trees. Kakashi's father commited seppuku and Kakashi was chose as the kaishakunin. My heart swelled up with the pain and sorrow of losing someone. I stood silently, acknowledging what has happened with respect.
Sakura's P.O.V.
I stretched and yawned. It wasn't a great day as much. It was a cloudy overcast, like when the Third Hokage died. Pushing that memory away, I got up and changed. I figured that Sasuke-kun would be up by now, since it was 5:35 a.m. I guess wasn't much of a sleeper.
As I opened the door, I ran right into Sasuke-kun. I could feel a blush forming on my cheeks. I immediately straightened up and smiled.
"Good morning, Sasuke-kun!" I said, keeping my cheerful act on.
"Hn." Came his reply.
"Have you seen Naruto?" He asked suddenly. I almost dropped my jaw on the spot. What's with this sudden urge to see Naruto?
"I think he's still in ramen land. Hey um Sasuke-kun?" I said timidly, digging my toes into the floor.
"What?" came his irritated voice. I could feel my blush being more and more vivid.
"While Naruto and Kakashi-sensei is still asleep, you want to go on a date?" I asked, almost stuttering.
"Hn. Let's just go and wake up Naruto so we can go training. Kakashi's probably at the training grounds." He asked, sounding more and more irritated at every word.
"I..er.. sure..?" I stammered, confusion swarming in my head. Why does he want to train so much? And why doesn't he go out with me on a date? I inwardly sighed. I maybe could ask him again after.
Together we walked to Naruto's guestroom. I almost could feel his heat generating from his body as we walked down the hallway. As we opened the door, we nearly lost our footing on ramen cups and blankets. Naruto was in a very tangled up bed, drooling, snoring, and talking about ramen. Feeling quite pissed at this very ugly scene, I went straight up to him, shagged him by his collar, and screamed as loudly as I could in his ear:
"WAKE UP NARUTO OR I WILL KILL YOU AND BRING YOU BACK FROM HEAVEN AND KILL YOU AGAIN!!"
This reaction sent him kicking a lamppost, tipping it over on the Ramen Maker 3000, spilling hot ramen on his foot, making him squeal like a little girl. Still pissed, I quickly healed his foot when we heard a scream coming from somewhere in this house. As I saw Sasuke-kun bolting out the door, I quickly followed, leaving Naruto to figure out what was happening. We went down a few hallways and then stopped at a open door.
I froze. Tears formed in my eyes and started follow little by little down my cheeks. My mind seemed to register what was happening in this very room before I gap open my mouth.
Kakashi's was sobbing, clutching something I couldn't see. His father, Hatake Sakumo, was in a pool of blood with a white/red knife in his stomach. The only word that could climb into my head was…
Seppuku.
I stood there with tears still streaming down, dropping onto the floor. I turned toward Sasuke, who was bowing his head in respect. I never saw him doing that before. Everything became tunnel vision around the body and Kakashi. It sent me into shock.
Naruto's P.O.V.
Ramen. Ramen. And more ramen. I was dancing along ramen, eating ramen of every variety! Chicken ramen, beef ramen, shrimp ramen, egg- His dream was interrupted by a super loud:
"WAKE UP NARUTO OR I WILL KILL YOU AND BRING YOU BACK FROM HEAVEN AND KILL YOU AGAIN!!"
Giving a startled yelp, I kicked the lamppost, made it fall onto hmy new Ramen Maker 3000, and spilled my long-awaited ramen on my foot. I yelped at the burning heat and jumped up and down. As I let a pissed-off-looking pink-haired medic nin heal my foot, I heard a piecing sound. A scream. In a matter of seconds Sasuke and Sakura were out the door. I scrambled to my feet and started to chase after them. After sprinting through a few hallways and doors, they stopped at one door. The moment I stepped into the room and looked inside, my eyes turned a sad sparkle of blue.
Red. Blood. Death. Sorrow. All those things that I see, in this room. As I saw Kakashi curled up by the body, sobbing his little heart out, I am reminded of the times that I was ignored. Shunned. Disliked. Now, in this very room, Kakashi was ignored. His father killed himself, trying to get himself back to a respectable honor. I forgot the word (I curse my vocabulary) of respectful suicide, or whatever you called it. I just felt sad. Tears started to form in my eyes. I tried to rub them away just made more fill up the empty spaces. Then, I just hung my head in respectiful honor, like what Sasuke was doing. Tears cascaded down my face and plopped down onto the floor, like Sakura's tears. Why? Why do people have to die? I pondered, while I was too, crying for Kakashi.
Normal P.O.V.
Sasuke and Naruto hung their heads low, while Sakura just froze and cried. Kakashi was sobbing, and not stopping. This continued on for what seemed like forever, until pairs of hands were covering their mouths and eyes, blinding them. Them, knowing something was wrong, quickly struggled. No use. Someone had knocked them out at the same time. Colors swirled around their heads before they fell into a black abysses.